Satnav Saturday
Lorraine up early this morning to drive Betty and Mark off to catch their coach taking them to the Royal Albert Hall where they were performing an excerpt from Chess. Lorraine returned bearing teas and coaxed your favourite blogger from bed in time to drive up to London, partially guided by the new satnav I bought Lorraine. This all well and good, but took us twice from the main motorway up sliproads only to return us the motorway we'd been just left a few minutes earlier. Lorraine already quite clear that the satnav she calls Gabby Gita is not the boss of her.
Arrived at Mum and Mason's, and before long we piled into their car and heading off to St Albans where we met Tanya and Robert in their usual Thai restaurant. Nice meal and then walking back through the street market and Mase and Lorraine scoring large bags of vegetables. I like St Albans and its Roman roots.
Kidnapped mum and drove her and a good deal of her artwork back to Brighton, her struggling subdued by playing extraordinary loud Philip Glass music to her in the back seat. Arrived in time to have a bite to eat and sneak off to meet Anna and Brian who were having a cheeky beer outside the Dorset. Everyone rather surprised to see it raining as we sat outside under a canopy and one of those outside heaters. Mum having a laugh, and once the rain had died down we three sidled home, cleverly avoiding the round two of cocktails that Brian had teed up for Anna and himself.
Home with no harm done.
Lorraine up early this morning to drive Betty and Mark off to catch their coach taking them to the Royal Albert Hall where they were performing an excerpt from Chess. Lorraine returned bearing teas and coaxed your favourite blogger from bed in time to drive up to London, partially guided by the new satnav I bought Lorraine. This all well and good, but took us twice from the main motorway up sliproads only to return us the motorway we'd been just left a few minutes earlier. Lorraine already quite clear that the satnav she calls Gabby Gita is not the boss of her.
Arrived at Mum and Mason's, and before long we piled into their car and heading off to St Albans where we met Tanya and Robert in their usual Thai restaurant. Nice meal and then walking back through the street market and Mase and Lorraine scoring large bags of vegetables. I like St Albans and its Roman roots.
Kidnapped mum and drove her and a good deal of her artwork back to Brighton, her struggling subdued by playing extraordinary loud Philip Glass music to her in the back seat. Arrived in time to have a bite to eat and sneak off to meet Anna and Brian who were having a cheeky beer outside the Dorset. Everyone rather surprised to see it raining as we sat outside under a canopy and one of those outside heaters. Mum having a laugh, and once the rain had died down we three sidled home, cleverly avoiding the round two of cocktails that Brian had teed up for Anna and himself.
Home with no harm done.
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